(How did the new book list on the homepage yesterday fall? Brothers, this is not OK! Smash the tickets!)

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I held Gis' hands tightly and choked and said, "I have received everyone's kindness, but I will never move this money. You can take it back. It's not that I'm stubborn or that I have other ideas. It's because the money is too heavy. If I accept it, I will crush me to death!"

"But, if you don't accept it, our movie will be over!" Howard shouted.

"Yes, yes!"

I looked at them and murmured, "Step aside, even if you accept your money, you can only get 20 copies. What's the rest? Listen to me, you can take back the money first, and I'll find a way to raise it. If you can't raise it, you can borrow it from you. What's the matter?"

The group looked at me, I looked at you, nodded, walked to the table, and took the money back.

"Everyone, let's break up. It's getting late, let's go to rest." Fatty and Gans asked everyone to disband, then closed the door and sat next to me.

"Boss, I don't understand what you did just now. Although you can only get 20 copies of this money, we can make a little profit, but you insist on not doing it. I think you are using what to do to Fox and Marskolov?" Gans looked at me and sat on the sofa.

"I support the boss! I also think it's not appropriate to ask everyone for money! Gans, you have a conscience in life, and not all you can spend! Why did I find that you have become more and more like Chuk and others not long after you came to Hollywood, and you only recognize money in your eyes!" The fat man and I stood on the same front.

"Okay, okay, I have no conscience anymore. I only have money in my eyes. You noble, I see how you made 20,000 yuan!" Gans turned his head and ignored us in anger.

"Boss, it's impossible to get money from home. Now we have only one way, that is to borrow money." The fat man gestured to me.

"There are so many ways to borrow money. First, we borrow from banks. Their interest is much lower than that of usury, but they have to look at the borrower's property and also have a guarantor. With the three of us paupers, one has no real estate and two has no social status, the genius is willing to lend it to us. The second way is to borrow money from Italians and Jewish people borrow usury. Boss, I mean, as long as we still want to live well, don't have this idea. Those guys are people who can't spoil their bones. As long as we borrow money from them, let alone 20,000, or 2,000, we will never think about paying it off in our lifetime." The fat man said with great analysis, looking at me while analyzing.

"Does you bastard want to piss me off? It's feasible!" I knew what he was sucking when he stuck out his butt. He went around with me like this, and the focus must be on the back.

The fat man smiled and gave me a thumbs up: "It's true that the boss. I think we only have one way to go now, that is, to borrow money from those big guys."

"You are talking about Fox, Grant, Marskolov and the others?" Gans's eyes lit up and came over.

"This is a solution." I nodded, then shook my head and said, "We can basically rule out Grant. That guy is a honorary mayor, the leader of the Qingshui Yamen. He doesn't have much money. Besides, he has already given us 30,000 yuan. If you want to squeeze money from him, it's like plucking water from a stone. Fox may lend us money, but I dare not ask for it. Don't look at the appearance of being kind, this guy is very unlucky. He will be willing to come out after rinsing film for free last time. He has bad intentions about us. If we borrow money from him, this old fox will definitely propose the conditions to join us. In this way, our DreamWorks may become a subsidiary of Fox in the near future."

"Then I can only borrow it from Marskolov. Boss, I think Lao Ma has always been very good to you. Even his daughter has been introduced to you. Maybe I want you to be his son-in-law. If the son-in-law asks his father-in-law to borrow money, how can he not borrow it?!" The fat man and Gans looked at each other, with a lewd expression on their faces.

"Get out! Although Lao Ma is good to me, he is just one thing, and he is not a joke. Once it comes to money, it is a matter of principle. As for what you are talking about, it is completely nonsense!" I scolded, and the two guys were still not in good shape.

"Boss, it's important to raise money and copy now. You'll be wronged. Besides, we're borrowing it, not not returning it. Do you really want me and the fat man to work for people like Chuk like dogs, or do you want Gis to starve to death on the street?" Gans said righteously.

"Yes, boss, are you just ruining your dreams and our dreams?" The fat man also whispered. Looking at the two guys' faces of debaters, I suddenly felt that letting them make movies was simply useless. With their eloquence, they should at least run for a mayor and governor.

I remained silent. They were right. What we were shooting now is not just a movie, it is the dream of several of us, but also the dream of the entire DreamWorks and the Harvey Street people. For everyone, for the Harvey Street people, and for the light in life, I must find ways to make this movie meet the audience smoothly.

At this time, it is no longer time to worry about face. I want to find Lao Ma and find a way to get the money from him.

I stood up, put on my coat, and opened the door and went out.

Fatty and Gans followed closely behind, one left and one right to hold me in the middle.

"Boss, where are you going?" the fat man asked in a low voice.

"Where do you think you can go?! Of course, I'm going to find Lao Ma!"

Marskolov's villa is located in the villa area west of Hollywood. It is a gathering place for Hollywood big names. The roads are spacious and the facilities are complete, and there are security and private guards everywhere.

Our taxi was stopped in front of the gate of the villa area. The guard said he would not let us in. These guys are typical people who recognize cars but not people. Not to mention that you take a taxi, even if you drive a normal private car, you will be stopped outside the door.

"What should I do?" Gans asked me.

"Look for the phone booth to call, I have Lao Ma's business card." I took out Lao Ma's business card from my pocket.

What makes us angry is that there are no telephone booths around this ghost place! But thinking about it, every rich family has private phones, so who would run to the side of the road to make a public phone?

After walking for a long time, we finally found the phone in a small shop on the side of the road. I picked up the microphone and dialed the number on it.

"Hello, are you?" A woman's voice came over, it was Lenny.

"Good evening, Miss Lenny, I am Andre Corleon, is Mr. Marskolov here?"

"Dad just went out and seemed to be going to San Francisco to negotiate business. Mr. Corleon, do you have something to do with him?"

"I, I,..." I don't know what to say.

"Where are you now?"

"In a small shop a few miles from your residential area, next to it is a gas station." I looked at the sign of the gas station and reported the name to Lenny.

"Okay, you're waiting for me there, I'll be there soon." Lenny hung up the phone without waiting for me to answer.
Chapter completed!